Talib Kweli - Carmen lyrics

I was conceived by an angel with a halo made of gold Got the beast by thanks Chowie then I tailored made a cloth Now I say the greatest phrases that could raise a blade to throat Visit the strangest places in a space ship that's space shipped See the greatest is my alias, maybe it's just my froll Famous a vain b**h I see you naked for the door Hating on a girl of the craziest Packing stadiums in the back like daisies Mama made this spontaneous Stimulating the labius, in the latest in my radius It's harder to digest my mover got bad pancreas Mama made me lioness was playing Julio Iglesias Acting like she don't see nothing Jamie Foxx, Van Backer, and that goes like phantasmal Mothers of adventure and that's what a friend zap her Jam backer, stuck in my way like Anne Hector This game is chess, I'm moving like a grand master Bobby visual entertain, look, check mate I spit a 60 like a chess game Yes mane, paws try to move me, I got paws on my sushi I'm the falls of sucuni, James Bond in the movie! Hey mi corason simto, feel my heart beat I got a heart of darkness, they hunting for that dark meat Running like an athlete, black feet Bare against the concrete Cooling palm trees in the count breeze You see the future in my rhymes like they palm leaves They might consider my heart not a side piece Like palm feet, it's part of me We go back like we some car seat Green party like I'm speaking of Garvi, the far see Now rock to the beat like a kid with add when you rocking the seat I never talk in riddles, I'm like riddler when I rock you to sleep They shot in the street just like photography Whether my pockets are deep enough I just know my ??? It's just a market of beat I'm known for dropping the heat in a market of meat Yeah, like f** what you think the project needing And they musically starving and I got them eating They got them breathing, they got them beasting You see the odds are stacks against us now I got them even I give them something to believe in when I spit it Life is a b**h that ain't gender specific, let's get an*lytic Said love is up on lyrical technology But we ain't working f** so why they working properly My father was a pimp, iceberg slim Ever since I was a boy, I wanted to be just like him Addicted to chasing scene, living to making friends Trippin' on my condition, while sippin' in Layton gin Roll like Chicago wind, every time that I go in If you want to swim with sharks You have to hang on to my feet Had to ride a raft, well that I got velvet skin I'm tired of waiting mama, my patience is getting thin Cutting the family tree, tryina keep it g for my kid Kicking it to the pain, I got a permanent grim Writing songs about b**hes, not b**hes are Halloween Pa**ing hard time with no more rise, bringing them dollars in Since you gave me ask 2 pence But tru that, you gave me scram Talk some sense into me, now I make sense on the beat And it make sense on my pockets So don't be sensitive mama Mama, you see no dents in my armor!